But the way she talked it was as if she was very inexperienced. Well hell soon find out. He pulled up to her house and pulled out his phone and dial...d her number. He saw movement in the front window and then her voice on the other end. Hey Jeff! You here?! Yeah Erin, want me to come in? he said smiling over the phone. Of course idiot! I decided to put on my bikini I showed you a while back&hellip,maybe I can give you that striptease Ive talked about giving&hellip, she said her voice trailing. She leaned forward, and reaching between her legs, spread her labia and teased her clit for him, wet already. Some small part of her protested, clamored to stop, but faded as she began masturbating, shrank as the warmth began spreading. She looked back over her shoulder, breathing heavily, making eye contact, sliding a finger inside herself. He watched, silent, smiling slightly, nonchalant as she continued. Joyce performed for him, arching her backside higher as she slipped further into. She silenced her moan and began to work it harder.Behind her, completing the incestuous peeping and masturbation chain was Jake and Jenna’s mother. She was quite surprised to find her youngest peering in on her brother while fingering herself. But it was nothing she didn’t expect. And being single for years with only the occasional guy had left her aching for something real. So not wanting to ruin a good thing, Deb slid her hand down her pants and let two slip into her soaking cunt.Jake worked. “As you say. There is no other way – Aaaaaaah” I said, as Padma’s tongue brought me to another orgasm.Rishi turned his attention to Padma now.“Oh my dear kitten, come up come up, let me fuck you too” and they started in earnest.It was nearing 4 pm when we were done. We were all dressed and I had borrowed a yellow thread from Padma and tied the gold mangalsutra on to it and wore it. I was once again looking like a pious middle-aged south Indian auntie, with a big bindi and sindoor. We had a cup.